The Emperor Love Reading Novels & Stories

"Those guys are all jealous that I have such a sweet little fiancée. I'm afraid they'll steal you away." Back then, I believed him. I thought it was love. "Only then did I understand that when someone truly loved me, they couldn't wait to show me to the world." The hospital room door suddenly swung open. Vincent stood there, holding a velvet box in his hand. He smiled the same way he always did, as if everything was under his control. "Happy tenth anniversary, my little fiancée." He opened the box. Inside was an emerald necklace. "Do you like it? I personally selected the stone in Columbria."

Although it was said in a low voice, there was no one who didn't hear what he said. "You will all die for your sin." That was the only sentence that could be heard far and wide. It shocked everyone present there when Tsarayu said it in his heavy voice. To many people, this scene looked like the King of Hell giving his judgment on sinners. "Aren't you getting a bit too overconfident, little guy? Now that you have killed a monster king, you dare have the courage to talk to a monster emperor like that? Let me tell you, you have yet to grasp the power difference between an emperor and a king." Monster Emperor Taras snorted as he saw Tsarayu standing motionless before him, looking at him with dis

“The books went through all the world, and a few of them once came to the Emperor. He sat in his golden chair, and read, and read: every moment he nodded his head, for it pleased him to peruse the masterly description of the city, the palace, and the garden. ‘But the Nightingale is the best of all,’ it stood written there. “What’s that?” exclaimed the Emperor. I don’t know the Nightingale at all! Is there such a bird in my empire, and in my garden? I’ve never heard of that. To think that I should have to learn such a thing for the first time from books!’

he says carefully, "believes in things I don't." "Like what?" "Love. Romance. The idea that two people can build something that lasts without contracts or terms or clear expectations." "And you don't believe in any of that." "I believe in what I can control." "That makes both of us. I cant stand that fleeting feeling". "I'm glad we're on the same page." He goes ahead to say "I'm sure you know what to expect from this relationship and love isn't one of them." I study his profile in the dim cabin light. "Don't worry, i rather disappear into thin air than fall in love. Especially with you."

(“Hey, do you know? The Emperor shared a passionate night with the Empress, but he didn’t dine with her.” (“I told you so. The other maids said that they heard nothing from their bedroom last night, did they pretend that they consummated their first night?”) (“Well, even if they did, no one knew except for them. But what’s important is that the Emperor seemed to only like her body. Don’t you agree?”) (“Haha. Yes. I also wouldn’t question if the Emperor only likes her body because an Empress duty is to conceive an heir, that’s all.”)

Culture, education and arts are their forte. “Come forward, my children.” The Emperor turns his bright golden eyes to us This close, he looks more intimating than he did before. But just as that fact becomes clearer, so does the fact that he must be ill. His skin is dull and sunken, and his fingers shake just slightly. I saw firsthand what happens when a Lycan loses their soulmate. The Empress passed away more than twenty years ago. And the Emperor is still alive and in his right mind. He must have formidable mental strength. If for nothing else, he has my respect for that.

The Emperor could not stand for anyone to disgrace his family. Yuna replied, “Please don’t misunderstand. This book is not just any ordinary book. This book cannot be read by anyone but the princess.” The Emperor looked at the cover of the book once more. How could this book be any different? He ordered the eunuch to fetch the book for him to look at it more closely. When the eunuch handed him the book, he noticed that the cover did not seem to have any letters on it. He was confused. He opened the book and noticed that there was not a single line in the book, and it seemed to be empty pages with some bumps on it.

It never came. The emperor just stared at him. Said nothing. Gave him no relief. Caligula stood still while his mind pleaded. Too still. His muscles started to shake. His heart beat faster than it should. He could feel the mood coming off Tiberius like heat. 'What did he read in that last scroll?' Caligula wondered. Anger. Resentment. And something else, too. Something worse. The emperor studied Caligula closely. Coldly. Like a thing.

“Talking takes the focus off of the pain.” “Sure. What were you dreaming about ,Empress? You were talking in your sleep.” “I had a strange dream where Cedric was born the Emperor and I was the villager. We still fell in love somehow. I think it would have actually worked with that dynamic.” “That’s because we’re inevitable.” Cedric declared. Just like he had in my dreams. “But was it just inevitable that you two would fall in love or is it inevitable that you were meant to be?” Wyatt asked.

She looked like the type of person to do anything to get what she wants. "Then one day, when we were on a stroll in town to witness the local festival, the Emperor was smitten with a noble lady he saw walking around in town. I remember he told me that she was the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. He spared no haste to look for her and when he found her, they immediately fell in love. It was the first time the Emperor had admitted that he was in love. He wanted her and she wanted him. They were married and soon after, Prince Shiro was born." Father continued. The story was getting good and I was paying attention to every word my father spoke. I need all the information I can get, maybe I'll